User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20130406150814/@comment-3474228-20150603022939

Hooktooth and Slipshade sneak over to the side of the Abbey. Looking up from cover, they see just an old mouse peering over the ramparts. The peaceful creatures had gotten laz and neglected to put up a guard. The ferret and rat wait quietly for Bizzen's signal